Once, my enemies were those I could see
Now the devil lies deep within me
But angels still nudge me, whispering follies of sin
This war is mine, and mine alone, to win.
Poem: Sarah Brownlee
Listening to: whispers…
Doing? fighting my demons. Everyone has them, do not try to tell me you do not, I simply will not believe you. Tonight mine are waxing on in a war of reason and chaos….
Yes, <rolls her eyes> I have taken my meds.. <winks..>